Jiang Rao thought to herself that it was her uncle's affairs that made her afraid of Jingsheng after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and her suspicions and concerns increased.

Her almond eyes originally had a layer of shading, and she didn't look melancholy, but compared to the usual smile on her face, she was unhappy. After reading the letter, she recalled the dreams that almost became her heart disease over and over again, and she couldn't change her smile. At this moment, the knot in my heart seemed to be unraveled, the shadows dissipated, and the light in the eyes softened, looking soft and agile.

The sound of the wind blew the narrow vine of a gourd under the corner of the yard, and swirled the leaves on the ground. After a while, there was no wind, and the leaves sank again.

Hearing these noises, Jiang Rao glanced at the base of the wall, where the light was gloomy and wet moss grew.

The lighting of this house is really bad, and the location is remote.

Jiang Rao knew that Wuyi Lane, the best area in Jinling City, was surrounded by nobles and noble families. Maybe it will be built into the mansion of the seventeenth prince.

No matter how grand the house can be built in the future, the location alone is much better than the west of the city.

Really everywhere is a place where the weak eat the strong, especially in the palace. When she went to see her aunt in the palace, she often saw her aunt asking the maid to send some food and food to other palaces to help the concubine there.

Most of those palace concubines did not show their mother's family, and they were not favored by Emperor Zhaowu. It was not easy to live in the palace.

And a prince who has no mother's family and whose biological mother died early, how can he be better than those palace concubines who live in misery?

His mansion is built in the west of the city. If he wants to recruit some talented people to be the only guests in the future, those people see that his mansion is so deserted, and they don't know his future skills like she does. Anyone who looks at him will feel that he The future is bleak, and 80% will be scared away.

Jiang Rao thought for a long time, and then looked at this deserted courtyard, and felt that this was very inappropriate.

She secretly remembered this in her heart, took care of the cone hat in her hand, and wanted to put it on and get out of here, and go out to have some fun, but before she put the cone hat back on her head, she saw that the young man was pale and bloodless. face.

Instead, he looked a little frightened, and the deep thought in his eyes that could not be erased was replaced by fear?

The young man looked at her putting on the cone hat again and wanted to leave, and lowered his eyes in displeasure, but his appearance was pitiful, "Your aunt's residence is too close to me, I am alone..."

He raised his brows and gave a slight sigh. He didn't say the word "scared" directly, but all the movements in his eyes were no longer telling people that he was a little scared.

Jiang Rao pointed at Huaiqing, "Isn't this in exchange for Huaiqing?"

Huai Qing was instantly stunned, and before Rong Ting could see him, he immediately said, "Four girls, there are a lot of things to take care of in this mansion, so the servant will leave first."

In just a moment, the figure disappeared.

As soon as Jiang Rao raised her eyes, she caught Rong Ting's gaze looking at her, "Would you like to accompany me... just for a while."

His eyes are very painful and sad, and looking at you is like poking your heart.

Facing this kind of weak willow Fufeng, who looks like a fairy, let alone let her stay with him for a while, even if she asks her to pick stars for him, she wants to say yes.

Besides, he was really sick.

Jiang Rao nodded immediately after his voice fell behind.

I just stayed, and I had nothing to do. I wanted to help him make a decoction, but he had already taken the medicine today, and he wanted to help him clean up the things in the house. He pulled her sleeve again, as if asking She left him for half a step, and she didn't feel relieved. It seemed that she just stayed with him, which was good enough.

At this moment, Huai Qing hurried over and reported: "His Royal Highness Ninth, His Highness Seventeen asks to see you."

Rong Ting's eyes suddenly turned cold, "No guest."

Huaiqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, "The gatekeeper told him that you were ill and would not see guests, but he just broke in."

At this time, the footsteps of several people came from outside the courtyard.

Huai Qing said anxiously, "It's the Seventeenth Highness who has come down."

The seventeenth prince, surrounded by guards, walked through the corridor, looking around as he walked in.

Seeing that every courtyard in this house was as his mother said, cold, damp, and lifeless, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Apart from being a bit bigger, it is a serious mansion, not much better than the Shouhuai Palace in the imperial city.

Originally on the hunting ground, when he heard his father's promise to let Rong Ting's house out of the palace, he only felt extremely displeased.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Jiang Rao broke into cold sweat in her hands.

Although she ran out wearing men's clothes today, she had no makeup on her face, so when she was sitting in the carriage, she could cover her face with a cone hat and confuse pedestrians on the road. .

She had bumped into him several times in the academy as Jiang Youfu. At that time, he would always look at her more because she was by Rong Ting's side. If she saw him today, he would have seen something. Maybe she can't hide Jiang Youfu's identity.

Jiang Rao panicked.

Rong Ting frowned and looked at her instantly frightened look, and said solemnly, "Don't be afraid."

"Hide in my study."

His voice was calm and inexplicably reassuring.

The moment Jiang Rao hid in the study, the seventeenth prince happened to walk into this square courtyard.

Jiang Rao took a deep breath in fear and held her breath.

Huai Qing, who went to stop him from letting him in, was stopped by his guards, as if he was the owner of the house, the seventeenth prince looked arrogant.

"Ninth brother."

Holding a black cat in his arms, he glanced at Rong Ting and smiled hypocritically, "Ninth brother moved to a new house, but I couldn't congratulate you, so I'll make it up today."

He was born similar to Empress Jia and Empress Jia and he looked at Rong Ting with arrogance and disdain.

Jiang Rao was so far apart that he couldn't hear what the Seventeenth Prince was saying.

She squatted quietly under the window lattice, huddled to hide, there were stacks of books on the desk in front of her, the paper industry was slightly curled up, and she was read by the owner many times.

At the side of the desk, the candles in the candlestick were not burning at all, and they should have burned for a long time at night.

There was a small box abruptly placed under the table, and Jiang Rao almost tripped her foot when she came in. don't know what was in it.

Rong Ting didn't even look at the seventeenth prince at all, as if he didn't see him in his eyes.

The seventeenth prince was a little annoyed.

His mother would compare him with Rong Ting every day, so that he could not lose to this bastard of the palace girl no matter what, he always regarded him as a thorn in the eye.

The elder and the younger are superior and inferior, and they are born in an orderly manner. He is a few years older than him, but he is not honorable. His biological mother was just a slave whose status was extremely low, and he was born to be under the control of others.

But it was because his charming mother got his father's favor for a while, that made him a prince on an equal footing with him. It was really hateful.

It's just that after years of infiltration, the seventeenth prince is invisibly similar to Queen Jiahe's style. Even if he is angry, he does not show his face.

Knowing that Rong Ting hated living things, he moved leisurely along the back of the kitten in his arms, looking at Rong Ting's cold and white face, his brows moved slightly, "Ninth brother is really sick?"

When he was stopped just now, he thought it was just a way for Rong Ting to pretend to be sick because he didn't want to see him.

But he could smell the thick

The smell of medicine is different from the faint smell of medicine before, maybe it is really sick.

The seventeenth prince pretended to care and said: "The scattered doctors in the city are not as good as the imperial doctors in the palace, so Brother Ninth wants to go back to the palace to see a doctor?"

The feng shui of this house, my grandfather looked for a magic stick, and there is a lot of evil spirits. If you live here, you will definitely encounter disasters.

It was accurate.

He fell ill as soon as he moved in, and don't know what will happen to him in the future.

The seventeenth prince raised the corner of his mouth, and his heart was filled with joy.

In a few days, it will be the final final exam in the academy. It is best to let him get sick and miss that exam.

Jiang Rao secretly glanced outside, trying to see what the Seventeenth Prince was saying from the way he spoke.

But it was so far apart that the seventeenth prince could only be seen talking non-stop, but she couldn't hear what he said.

The seventeenth prince felt relieved when he saw that he was not doing well.

Especially today, for some reason, no matter what he said, he didn't respond at all.

Mingming was bullied by him when he was a child, and he kept strangling him and beating him, with a posture that he was going to kill him, and no one else could pull him away. This time he came to see him with a broken leg, and he was afraid to bring seven or eight guards.

It seemed that he was really sick.

He laughed, deliberately saying something ironic, "Since Brother Jiu is doing well, I'm relieved."

Jiang Rao waited for the seventeenth prince to leave, the footsteps were far away, and then she got out of the study. She squatted under the window in the study and hid her head and tail for a long time, until her knees were weak.

She looked in the direction where the seventeenth prince left, intuition that there was nothing good, and walked back to Rong Ting, "What did he tell you just now?"

Rong Ting's eyes were slightly cold.

Just a mad dog barking.

He pursed his lips, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Huaiqing was stopped by the guards for a long time, and now he was finally free. He rubbed his arm, which had been strangled, and complained to Jiang Rao in annoyance, "Four girls, His Highness the Seventeenth has always been this way, His Highness Ninth. What happened here, he and Empress Jia and Empress need to know. If they see that His Highness Ninth is not doing well, they will be satisfied."

When the seventeenth prince left just now, his back was full of smugness, which meant that he was here to laugh at Rong Ting's bad life?

Change more than once.

Jiang Rao frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

This time, she happened to meet her, what about the front?

Jiang Rao asked, and Huaiqing said, "Before this house was outside, the empress was almost arranged to have eyeliner. Fortunately, Changxing and Wu Que were both clever and found it early."

"Eyeliner?" Jiang Rao was stunned for a while.

Rong Ting couldn't see her frowning expression, and said lightly, "Changxing and Wu Que will be guarding outside, and they won't really fulfill the queen's wish, so she can easily arrange the eyeliner."

Changxing and Wu Que were two of the servants that Jiang Rao arranged for him when Rong Ting returned to the palace.

No wonder he was afraid. Changxing and Wu Que were both guarding outside. There was not even a skilled servant in this huge house. Today, the seventeenth prince came in with only seven or eight guards. don't know how easy it is to hurt him.

Jiang Rao felt more and more that Rong Ting was lacking everything here. The structure of this house would not be changed for a while, but people and things were lacking, so he could think of a way.